This is a song about "Dead cash"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Dead , shot etc

My all gold rolly or the

I get it, you got cash,

Baby got that super bass

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Wale and we are not the same

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And cash money supermarket like seth,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,

Boom! now that she is dead

Nobody ain't own us yet

So if i do call it's just a check

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.